Opportunity
Knocks.
Emotional
man who loved the world,
Could
fall so hard
In
between the rugged rocks.
Light
of the world shone true
Upon
the softly mortal,
Learning
the school of hard knocks.
What
is in the plan for life
Subservient
to this law,
Now
holds me in limbo.
Discouraged
as I had been before
My
spirit returns alive,
To
remind me I'm a dimbo.
Shaggy
mane of provocative joy,
Behold
the passion on
Which
my life is a journey.
If
I fail to breathe responsively
In
the face of beauty,
My
life will end upon a gurney.
Called
to a mission of love,
Where
I could become
Exempt
from pain or pass.
Not
in my lifetime or hers
I
now understand it,
Will
I meet a sexier lass.
Forgotten
the trial and tribulation
Of
yesterdays open wound,
Erased
so easily now I find.
Lost
in the presence of beauty
Unlike
any other one,
Caught
watching all that behind.
See
now a beacon for new hope,
Held
not to account
But
in the arms of fair maiden.
Dreams
follow on as a reminder,
The
breast is alive
And
a heart loves to be laden.
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